Clouds flipped and fog swirled, with thunder crashing down from the sky. The sharp Sword Light drew in lightning, slashing through black, gray, and red demon energy with each successive strike.
A dazzling, blinding flash of the Sword Light, gone in an instant.
After the flash of Sword Light passed, each of the three demon beasts bore three sword wounds, each suffering different injuries.
The Centipede Demon's hard shell on its back shattered, dark and viscous pus bursting forth.
The Rat Demon was missing a piece of its two front teeth, half a claw sheared off, and its waist seriously wounded, blood flowing unceasingly.
The worst off was the Moth Demon, struck by all three swords—one piercing a wing, the second slashing across its waist and belly, and the third cutting off both its feet.
Had it not been for the concentration and protection of its demon energy, it would have died under that strike.
